The Hazel Green herald. [volume] (Hazel Green, Wolfe County, Ky.) 1885-19??, 1887-11-18
PART u.--CHAl'TER VII
TIIE EuB OG HOPA

plJttcr OF the mutlny was salcly nlu-
den down in the hold among the casks
and bales. Deliberately calculating on
the sure result of plumber and drink on
the unbridlcd passions of the crew, and
fearing lest the blind rage of some OF
them might be turned against himself.
he kept hidden until all was quiet
again. Then he cautiously assembled
to the deck, and made his way for
ward.
The body of the mulatto lay sprawlcd
out by the matches. That of Purvis
lay near it. Hc'Stcpped over them and
passed on. Near the stern he paused
and looked for II moment ut the ghast-
ly scene there disclosed. Captain
Willis and the mate lay on their backs,
their dead faces turned up to the sky;
Crawford lay upon his breast, his face
resting on his folded arms.
Hunter descended the cabir-:tairs.
One Of the bodies had fallen against
the door. and continued pushing with
his shoulders was necessary to open it.
Inside the hOrrid scene disclosed by
the light of the moon, from which most
men would have fled in alright, seemed
to make hardly an impression upon
him.
He had come for the small part of
the Captains gold that was there. He
would have it, though every coin was
wet with blood!
What was he? it might here he asked.
A very fend in human form-a man
only in shape?
We can only say that nature does
sometimes make such men rs Louis
Hunter. The dcpravity of persons
ancestors for generations past does 1T
times seem to have descended to one
common heir. The lust Of gold that
had been kindlcd in this mans heart,
the mad fires of revenge upon sue
cessful rival in love, had stimulated
him to the engineering Of the atrocious
deeds that we have recorded; nor WIS
his hcllish record yet complete.
Inside the cabin, he stepped briskIy
about it, scooping up the scattered gold
and putting it into the canvas sacks.
In his careful search for the coins he
moved aside the bodies, and one Ok the
wounded men, feeling his hands, re-
yivcd little, and pitcously begged for
water. His fingers clutched gold
coin. Hunter tore it from him, but
paid not the least attention to his
means. In his cropping over the floor
Tor the gold pieces, his hands became
wet with blood, which he cody wiped
off on the clothing of one of the pros
tratc bodies. At last the bags were
filled again. He carefully tied up their
mouths, and rc-asccndcd to the deck,
carrying one under each arm.
He paused a moment, looked at the
three bodies lying near the wheel, and
started forward. A thought struck
him; he paused, and slowly returned.
Taking hold of the body of Henry
Crawford by the shoulders, he rolled
it over upon the back.
a deep groan startled him. lie fell
back in II kind of panic.
The groan was repeated.
"Ah-you're not dead, my fine fell
low he soliloquizcd. you might as
well be-"
STOPPING down he opened the
wounded mans vest. He saw that the
coagulatiOn of blood had stopped the
flow from the knife-wounds.
"But l hardly think you'll recover,
my friend! he remarked, with u
satanic smile.
lie thrust his hand into the inside
vcst-pockct, and drew forth the pict.
urc. He opened the case, and gazed
at the smiling features. The madness
of rage possessed him; he throw it
down, stamped on it and ground it to
powder beneath his heel.
Crawford opened his eyes.
"Water." he fccbly gaspcd.
Louis Hunter regarded him for q
moment, then went forward, and soon
returned with Il pannikin of water.
Raising the wounded mans head. he
placed it to his lips. The long draught
revived him; he paptially raised him.
self upon his arm.
ais it you?' he asked. rs he saw
Hunter standing by him. al did not
expect this from you. Thank you.
Perhaps l have wrongod you III my
thoughts"
May be you'll be so good as to tell
me what you have thought said
Hunter, with his habitual snccr.
81 thought YOU We're linked with the
and worse than they. II l